I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 879. Lord Nine-Tailed Fox, do you know the Burning Fox?

"Your Holiness, the previous cooperation remains valid, is that alright?"

The Pope was staring thoughtfully at the two people confronting each other on the screen when he heard Ms. Mi's thoughts ring out, and he seemed to realize something.

But after a pause, he simply nodded indifferently: "Okay."

"Human, I've heard you're a Saint of the Abyss."

Amidst the blood-red thunder and the vast sea, the woman in the green dress, like a celestial being descending to the mortal realm for the first time, possessed an otherworldly aura and stood gracefully amidst the clouds. She did not immediately make a move, but instead asked in a calm voice.

"Heh~" Xia Feng tilted his head back, his cold laugh filled with arrogance and pride, "Nine-tailed fox demon, now that you know the name of the god I serve, why don't you surrender and offer up your loyal head!"

Dog head?

Dog head!

The woman in the blue dress's ethereal eyes instantly turned cold, "You're asking for death!"

The divine voice echoed through heaven and earth, and Xia Feng instantly felt the chill of death approaching him. His soul trembled as if in mourning. Although he survived the side effects of using the Calamity Transformation Body after the immortality of the Calamity Heart offset the side effects, his spiritual energy had already been completely drained.

His physical strength was completely exhausted. It can be said that, let alone a born god, even a high-ranking or second-ranking spiritual master could easily kill him.

"Om-!!"

As the Nine-Tailed Divine Sound descended, the surging thunderclouds solidified into a bluish-white ink painting, and the surging blood-stained earth was dyed into an impressionistic landscape, with thousands of miles of space and time collapsing into a flowing scroll.

Thunder, clouds, and blood-stained earth were all transformed into a free-flowing landscape painting of blue and white.

【Power and Authority: The Fox Fairy's Painting Realm】

The fox-woman in the green dress was like a goddess descending to earth, gracefully stepping down the cloud steps amidst the ripples of the void. Behind her, four illusory green fox tails swayed with the laws of nature, and with each step, the painted landscape trembled and splashed new ink marks.

Amidst the fluttering of her skirt, a blue shadow, like ink without a trace, suddenly appeared before Xia Feng.

Condescending.

His gaze was indifferent, yet it carried a powerful killing intent that rivaled the might of heaven and earth!
Xia Feng had nowhere to avoid it.

At the same time, the Fox Fairy Painting Realm encompassed a space of a thousand miles in all directions, forming a barrier that isolated the inside from the outside, and also blocked all external sight.

Although the specific battle scenes could no longer be seen, everyone in the Nine Pillars Space was ready to restart the Battle of Sumeru. They only needed to wait a few more seconds for the result.

"Whoosh-!"

In Xia Feng's dark pupils, the graceful blue shadow of the ethereal fox girl rapidly magnified, and the cold killing intent alone was enough to chill him to the bone and render him unable to move.

Of course, he wasn't planning to move, much less to fight back.

He simply watched the fox-woman in the green dress quietly.

"Buzz—!!" The azure light, powerful enough to tear apart a soul, suddenly stopped in front of Xia Feng's brow. The pale azure light wave crashed and scattered for thousands of miles, causing the surrounding ink-wash lightning to dissipate, and even the space itself to collapse and show spiderweb-like cracks.

When the light faded, Xia Feng still stood in the same spot.

The fox-woman in the green dress frowned, pursed her lips, and said coldly, "Why didn't you avoid it?"

Xia Feng removed his mask and smiled, "Because I bet that Lord Nine-Tailed Fox wouldn't dare to kill me."

"You dare not kill?" The fox-woman in the green dress narrowed her beautiful eyes, her mocking voice ethereal and distant. "Who do you think you are? Why would I dare not kill you?"

"Heh~ Lord Nine-Tailed Fox, have you ever heard of the Black Moon Saintess Jiang Qiu'e?" Xia Feng ignored the sharp blue light pressed against his brow, smiled faintly, reached out and patted the woman's beautiful face, then pinched a piece of soft flesh, which was cool and smooth to the touch.

"That saintess Jiang Qiu'e is also a roasted fox. And you know what, the Nine-Tailed Fox and that roasted fox really do look quite alike." Jiang Qiu'e: "."

Seeing that he wasn't afraid at all and didn't understand her situation, Jiang Qiu'e said in an annoyed voice, "Xia Feng, don't forget how you bullied me in the past. Do you really think I won't do anything to you?"

"Hmph, as if you've never insulted me before. I haven't even settled the score with you for plotting against me with that bitch last time!"

*Slap!* With that, Xia Feng casually slapped the fox-tail skirt's buttocks, causing the skirt to ripple and the fox tail to stiffen and straighten abruptly from the sudden slap.

"You—!" Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal eyes widened almost imperceptibly.

A sickly flush crept onto her beautiful face, though it quickly faded and disappeared, but a touch of rosy blush at the tips of her ears blended into her black hair, somewhat shattering her ethereal and aloof aura.

The long-lost tingling sensation made her mind go blank for a moment. Her legs, which had become smooth and glistening from seeing Xia Feng in the distance, trembled again, and she subconsciously turned her legs inward, not daring to make the slightest gap.

The urge to urinate was almost overwhelming, and she frowned, staring coldly at Xia Feng. This guy was still as vulgar and rude as ever.

"Slap!!" However, Xia Feng was not intimidated by her cold and murderous gaze at all, and once again, quite fairly, gave her other half of the fox's buttocks a crisp slap.

"Alright, Burning Fox, now is not the time for us to settle our scores. Let's get down to business."

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How can this guy do it so naturally!

In Jiang Qiu'e's mind, the relationship between the two was not very friendly. Xia Feng was her plaything, her toy! When they met again, they should have fought and vented their disgust and disdain for each other!
Back then, Xia Feng really disliked her, and she naturally felt the same way, disliking Xia Feng psychologically.

Of course, she almost crushed Xia Feng's soul just now, and Xia Feng slapped her hard twice, so it could indeed be considered a fight.

But how can such a small-scale incident be considered a crime?

She frowned, her beautiful, cold eyes flashing. "Alright, get your filthy hands off me. If you dare lay a hand on me again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Xia Feng: "?"

"." It has to be said that after knowing the fox's temperament, Xia Feng could easily see through its true thoughts—

She has a fever again!

And he had such a high fever that he wanted to be severely beaten!

Hiss~~ Xia Feng couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Knowing that Jiang Qiu'e was deliberately provoking him, and that hitting her now would only make her happier, Xia Feng still couldn't resist seeing her arrogant, disgusted, and indifferent expression!
"Snapped--!!"

The painting of the fox spirit stirred up ripples in the ink, and the low-hanging leaden clouds in the sky and the heart of the earth resonated in unison, this time with a clearer and louder sound than the previous muffled thud.

The gatekeeper, Nine-Tailed Fox, seemed to have suffered some kind of serious injury. After letting out a muffled groan, color returned to her cheeks, and she staggered forward two small steps with her snow-white feet, her delicate hands supporting Xia Feng's shoulders.

The blue fox tail resembles the tail of a cat that has been provoked and is stretched straight upwards.

"Tsk tsk~ Is this the strength of the gatekeeper? Not so great, huh?" Xia Feng stroked the lower back of the woman in the green dress and mocked her in a low voice.

“!!” Jiang Qiu’e felt as if Xia Feng was gripping her heart tightly with his large hand, lifting it to her throat, squeezing her so hard that she could hardly breathe.

While I was sensitive before, it never reached this level.
Perhaps because she hadn't seen him for so long, Jiang Qiu'e frowned, clenched her teeth, and pressed her hands on Xia Feng's shoulders. With a trembling voice, she finally managed to catch her breath.

She quietly parted the tightly clenched, pigeon-toed posture beneath her ethereal fairy dress.

Her drooping eyelashes slowly lifted, and her ethereal, cold eyes looked up at Xia Feng's face before she suddenly raised her hand!
A slender hand grabbed Xia Feng by the neck with a pair of pliers and lifted him high into the air.

(End of this chapter)